Every year since we've been back we've had dessert night with the family. Usually it's on Christmas eve, but since some are going away this year to be with in-laws, we had it earlier. Everyone is supposed to bring a dessert and a flavored milk, but tonight it turned into dinner with way too much sugar.
Dinner consisted of a cheese board, savories, caramel apple roses, rhubarb cobbler, pavlova, raspberry torte and enough flavored milk to make one sick.
It was hot today, tomorrow is supposed to be a few degrees warmer.
I decided to give up on Christmas shopping this year because I need a new mailbox that's compliant with rural standards. I didn't get mail at all last week and inquired at the post office because my neighbor across the street has gone to Australia and she had her mail stopped for a month and I didn't want them to have mistaken her house for my house. I don't know what changed in the last week, but they don't deliver junk mail to me anymore because my mailbox isn't rural regulation.
If Santa were real, I'd ask him for a rural standard mail box with a flag that lets the mail man know there's outgoing mail. Alas, he is not real and I need to pay for that ish myself.
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